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Youre gone and wont return,
just like i took a terribly wrong turn.
I cant get out, im really lost,
but then i know, love cant be forced.
Go on go, walk out of that door,
turn around, i dont want you to see me fall.
I though this love was forever,
never would i know, it died out like fire.
Im sad, im disappointed,
but what should i do, when im all hurt.
Baby you know,
sometimes its really wrong.
To turn and walk away so suddenly,
though you think its over, like finally.
'Cos theres still so much i dontunderstand,
theres still questions you must explain.
Nah, too late for me.
Youre already gone, like the wind.
All these time ive been under your wings,
but now you left, just like youre having a fling.
I gotta adapt on my oyn,
i gotta rely on my own.
'Cos for now i know,
you, my darling, wont come home.
All these haunting memories stuck in my mind,
pushed me to and edge, i wish i could die.
Time spent with you is luxury.
You face, smile and love stay printed in my galaxy.
What really hurt is the truth, that is true.
Truth it: I loved you, and i still do.


I found this old poem that i did in year 2005.

Whenever im sad and really troubled and frustrated, i'll vent it all out by either shouting into my pillow, or simply takin a piece of paper and doodling down all my thoughts and stuff.

I did afew more other poems too, and i kept them all in a file, and placed it in a box with all the other soft toys and gifts he gave me. (:

Sometimes, when i feel that hey! im over it! Something inside me will sink, and something heavy will put me down again. I dunno, guess it's all in the mind. =l

Oh anyways, went for ulp2007 campfire ytd. Mel and evelyn taught me afew 'bimbo-tic' cheers. One of which goes like this :
Loser, hello hello.
Get a grip.
Get over it.
Poser, stylo my-lo
Get a grip.
Im over it.


Oh ya! My diary, and desk calendar and handphone calender are reminding me that it's benjamin's birthday today. But the problem is, i know bejamin quek, yeap, tan and wong. Haha, so i dunno who to wish happy birthday. Oh noooo. ):